How did it happen? My brain aneurysm story: Overview

It’s in the raw hours of Saturday morning on July 29th, 2017, 1:00AM to be exact. Nothing much seems to be going on in this posh neighborhood of Kampala, except for the security guards struggling to stay awake. On the street of Naguru Vale, however, in one house, something is happening that will change the lives of this young aspiring family forever. “Somebody help, help me please, call the ambulance” A male voice is heard by the security guard on duty that night. Through the confusion, the security guard doesn’t know what do but listen keenly again for the voice. Meanwhile, the situation in this house is worsening. It’s a matter of life and death and time is of essence. “Post one, post one, can you read me? My wife is unresponsive, I need somebody to help me right now” My husband managed to get hold of the walkie talkie and placed a call that he hoped would end the nightmare.